Things aren't always as they appear..

Friday, June 29, 2012

A lot of apologies. I haven't done anything purposefully, but none the less, it is owed. Let me explain.

There are times when I get really busy in my life away from Facebook, blogging, writing, it doesn't matter. We all do, and technically we should, as there is life outside of social medias. I can recognize the fact though that I have made some amazing friends, found some previous friends that I never thought I'd see, and have maintained some existing friends all due to social medias. I also recognize the fact that there are times that I get thoroughly absorbed in things I am doing, I fall behind on my daily life sometimes, dishes don't always get done, dusting gets skipped, but something else happens.

With the changes that FB has done, it would appear that not all of the people I care about (and follow diligently) are showing up in my feed. I've missed birthdays, important posts, and it really does upset me. It hurts my heart. I never want anyone to feel like I am purposefully ignoring them. I would never do that.

If you feel this way, always come to me. Please let me know. Allow me to either explain or apologize, please.

Sunday, June 10, 2012

While, reading a book is such a fantastic way to live in a fantasy life, astral travel is an amazing transportation to stimulate one's imagination. I find myself excited to sleep so that I can travel, and lately it has been to the same place, I believe I know why but I would like to share it with all of you.

I'll be honest, instead of daydreaming about a large fanciful wedding when I was growing up, I would over and over sit and fantasize about living in an old, large house that had a personality. It always had so many rooms that every day of the week could be a different adventure all within the walls of this house.

It always was a way for me to explore outside the boundaries of my small Nebraska town. The house always was dark (no electricity) and was out in the woods away from everyone else. 99% of the time I was always alone, maybe the pet that I had at the time was with me, but otherwise, it was just me in this huge house, full of rooms, all by myself. I could wake up when I wanted to, eat when I wanted to, sleep when and where I wanted to without worry. If I wanted to explore in my jammies all day I could! I would almost dream of making extremely simple meals (soup, oatmeal, breads) so that my day was not cumbersome with lots of cleaning up. You see, that would take precious time away from my agenda for the day.

Sometimes the house would look the same, sometimes it was different. It was always several stories high, with, I would say 30 rooms. I know that is excessive but that was part of the intrigue. Often times it was in the middle of winter, and I would write at night by firelight to keep warm. I would write about the adventures I had during the day. I also rarely slept in a bed, it was usually on a couch in front of the fire, wrapped in blankets. I would watch the falling snow out the window and daydream of daydreaming in this house!

This house always gave me the opportunity to be myself. I didn't have anyone to please, no one to impress, I didn't have to wear makeup or certain clothing, it was all about ME being me, and I loved it. Oh sure, I'd dream that some handsome strapping man (look, I was young!) would pass through and need a room for the night, that part of the dream I won't go into here with you now *laughing*. I'm sure your imagination will feed you just fine on that one.

So, lately, I have been astral traveling to a house. I knew it was coming, actually, my spirit guides told me I was going to visit an old familiar place. I didn't realize it was going to be my *dream* house. Now that I think about it, I doubt it was always a dream, I'm sure that I astral traveled even as a kid, so, landing my astral butt smack dab in the middle of "the house" recently brought up some very amazing and exciting emotions and memories.

While I love to spend time in each of the rooms at any given time, I love the "back stairs" and secret compartments/rooms that I find. Sometimes I find belongings from past occupants, but recently, I've also seen other astral travelers in the house as well. I'm not sure if they don't notice me, or if they are ignoring me. If they are ignoring me, I'm sure it's not intentional, as they are there to do what THEY want to do as well, but this changes the situation from my original dreams. While this house is huge (and I do mean huge) it's not unoccupied. It hasn't been winter when I am there either, it has been fall, and the leaves are falling. The nights are not freezing, they are merely chilled.

I've been googling photos off and on all day of rooms and houses that this house reminds me of, here are the closest I have found:

If I had any drawing ability, I could draw a lot of the rooms that I visit, however, I have not been blessed with anything of the such, so please insert and utilize your imagination. I plan to visit again there tonight, so, if any of you want to go, make it a point. I'll show you what I know and love, then leave you off to do your own exploring!

Monday, June 4, 2012

What is your definition of beautiful? Can you narrow it down to an exact science or are there too many factors involved in your explanation? Does it boil down to only what is pleasing to the eyes or do you figure in the feeling you get deep in your spirit? Maybe it is something you haven’t sat down to consider or even contemplate, if so, that’s a shame, because there are beautiful things that slip through life’s cracks every single day.

I have a loose definition of beauty, not because I’m wishy-washy about what I believe is beautiful, but because it changes often and I can’t keep up. Learning new things about people can be a beautiful thing. This is where I introduce you to two beautiful people, sisters, twins, and proudly so, my friends. Chinhee and Sunhee Park.

They have articles written about them all of the time (deservingly so). People meet them and love to write about them, sharing with the world how wonderful they really are. I am no different; I want to share my side of the story with you. Take to heart they have no idea I am doing this. It isn’t anything except an acknowledgement of their talents, their beauty and how I see their personal contributions to our society and frankly this earth.

Let it be known here, I have never met these girls in person. They live in another state and the last opportunity to meet them, the timing was all off. At that time, I also didn’t know them like I do now (and trust me, I don’t know everything about them, but I have read words about them, I have interacted with them, heard their voices, felt their energy) so my missed opportunity was a great loss on my part, I assure you.

Now, for the superficial part of beauty, these ladies are adorable, their smiles are infectious, seriously! When they are laughing and it’s caught on film, their entire faces light up with such beauty and radiate happiness to the extent of making the viewer smile as well. In trying to set aside the inside from the outside, they each have their own styles in dressing and make their entire packages, as stated above, adorable.

I received a sound clip of them doing a radio promotion spot for a show they were going to be on, and I bet I have listened to it at least 50 times, because, they both laugh and joke and again, that’s contagious. Every time I listen to it I giggle like a school child hearing dirty words on the playground. It is a large endearing quality to the point that they are personally connecting to souls listening to them. Their humor and their personalities only heighten their beauty I assure you.

Another aspect of their beauty, all that they have been through in order to get to this important time in their lives. To say that it was rough is an understatement and frankly an insult to those that have read about their endeavors. However, how they are now, reflects all of the GOOD they have deep inside them, and they share that over and over again with so many.

They are also very detailed psychics and trust me they are extremely good and accurate in what they share. They have helped people with so many different issues of life, they will not lie about it nor will they sugarcoat what they see. Their gifts include nearly every range of the metaphysical and supernatural spectrum studied and observed by mankind. Each of them talented in her own way, together, phenomenal. This also (and unfortunately) subjects them to evils of others and their jealous for these ladies, hate and discrimination. I think that is what hurts me the most; the others that would rather spread their negativity instead of embrace their individuality. These ladies spread love and encouragement; they share their struggles as stepping stools for others to get through their own issues.

They don’t focus on other’s hate; their focal point is on the issues that affect them the most. They put their heart and soul into organizations and movements they believe in. They continually move forward, picking up those who need it along the way. They accept those who will not judge them or do them harm (a survival skill we all possess and should utilize every chance we get).

In my personal opinion, these ladies are the epitome of true beauty. I have many friends that fall into this category, and I plan on writing about them as well. I started off with Sunhee and Chinhee because I don’t think that they know how much I admire them, and I do. I read about them and always experience a wide range of emotions, too many to mention here. I respect them, and their gifts, and am truly blessed to get to know more about them each day.

If you ever want to learn more about them, buy a reading from them or just see their smiling faces, go to www.chinheesunheepark.com. Explore their website and read the interviews they’ve done. Allow yourself the opportunity to see the real them.

Much love to you ladies, I think you are absolutely WONDERFUL and you deserve BEAUTIFUL and amazing things in your life! Thank you for who you are and ALL that you do!

Saturday, June 2, 2012

I've been fascinated with dreams for a good part of my life (that's a pretty long time if you ask me). Believe it or not, I rarely have nightmares, which makes me thankful beyond expression. I've had a few dreams that involved the death of loved ones, but usually, if I have a bad dream, it's because I'm sick physically, then, I dream of food chasing me to make me eat it (laughing), usually when I am trying not to throw up. Yes, I know, I'm an odd duck.

So, what made me so interested in them? Well, I can contribute it to several factors. The first factor, I noticed when I would dream and remember them as a child (I'm going to say around the age of 6 or 7) that I would have magnificent episodes of deja vu, a lot. The first time that it happened, I stood there for a very long time trying to understand how it had all happened.

I had dreamed that I had explored an old landed boat (not very large) amongst numerous thin but dense trees. This boat was old and dirty but there was a number of things that needed rescuing on this boat. (When I say rescuing, it really meant that I was destined to find them, and take them to someone else that was supposed to use them.) It as that summer, probably a good 4 months later that I did come across a boat, on land, among trees. I'd seen it all before, it was happening exactly as I had dreamed it. I had that dream enough times, to remember it 34 years later, vividly. That dream is one of many.

The other night, I asked to remember my dreams because I hadn't the last few days. I hadn't astral traveled in a few days and hadn't done anything but sleep and sleep heavily. I wanted to reconnect with my dreams again.

It started off that I was at a "fun park" of sorts. Not the kind that had clowns (thank heavens) but it was some sort of entertainment and fun place that was very nice and clean. For some reason, I ended up near the edge of the park, which oddly enough had a drop off. This drop off wasn't huge, but I would say 15-20 feet down. I looked over the edge, and there were people trying to climb up this edge. They would get to a certain point but could never climb over. They did look rather desperate but didn't seem to notice me looking down at them. I was extremely concerned, were they hungry? Cold? Scared? What was it that that was driving them to want up into this park?

Here's the odd part, I could walk around to the left, and it was a hill that led down to where they were all trying to climb. I was down with them, I could see the straight up angle making there no way for people to get up. They still didn't seem to be seeing me even though I was very close to them. If I had to guess, I would say there were at least 50 people there trying to climb. I walked back up the hill and around to the top of the cliff and looked down at them again. My dog Wiley seemed to have managed to climb up and was suddenly there. I picked him up and walked away. It was as if there was nothing I could do to help (even though I'm a helper to a fault especially in dreams or astral traveling). it wasn't much longer before I woke up.

I realize that this statement sounds beyond far fetched, but, I honestly believe I have fought battles in other Universes, times, even planets. I've discussed events and things with people that have told me I am a dream warrior. It doesn't mean that I actually fight, as I never do. I go, someone is always with me (it's always a man who never speaks with me, the men are always different, but always protect me silently) he's there to guide me, when I get there, I'm always helping Beings, creatures, never part of the war but always doing Healings and I guess doing things like hiding Beings for safety. I guess it's hard to explain, you will just have to trust me on this.

So the girl I have been seeing for the last week, she is not longer alive. I can tell you details that I have no recollection of every knowing who she is. Her hair is a soft reddish-blond, comes down to the bottom of her neck line, but is layered so that her softly curled hair has volume. She has a fair complexion but very faint freckles. Her eyes change between light blue and soft green. She was sometimes shy with people she didn't know, if I had to age her I would say she's between 8 and 12 years old. She has a small scar on her upper lip, very small, that has faded to hardly noticeable. I don't know who she is, but I see her around rocks... large rocks. I can't tell you what is going on with her, or why I keep seeing her. I would imagine there's a reason. I haven't just seen her in dreams though, and that is even harder to explain.

I have found myself scrying without trying. I know, that kind of rhymed but I didn't mean for it to. I used to easily scry when I was younger, as I have this amazing fascination with fire (and always have) and used to stare at it, seeing things and situations. Since (and I found out this is less "special" than I thought) I can control one eye (my left in this case) so amazingly easily, it allows me to "relax" both to the state of scrying by just relaxing both to a non-focus state. The other day at work, I found myself "scrying" while waiting for a job to process through our computer system. I was off-focus staring at the grey material on my cubicle wall and saw her again. I would imagine, over the last 8 days, I have seen her a minimum of 13 times.

The more information I get on her I will share it here (and if YOU know something or get something by all means send me a message at anewmoo@gmail.com). I can't be sure of her name but I get a Jamie or a nick name that fits to that line. Trust me, I wish all the time that I had a sketch artist friend that could draw her for me!

Tidbits of Info

All around the world, there are people that are tried and true, they don't allow people to steal their energy, or the natural light that shines form deep within. I have become one of these people.. as.. like a butterfly, I have expanded my wings, and astral traveled to places where hate and jealousy don't even exist.